are not all these which speak, Galileans;" men, whose natural tongue is the rudest and most unpolished that there is? Come we not from the most distant parts of the earth, places as varied in language as remote in space? Here are we from Parthia, from Egypt, from Mesopotamia, from Pontus, from Arabia, from Crete: a whole life were well spent in the accomplishment of such a work; and yet, if our ears do not deceive us strangely, we hear these contemptible Galileans speaking in our tongues the wonderful works of God!' Others mocking, say, "these men are full of new wine." Then Peter, and with him the eleven, stands up, and by that simple and affecting eloquence recorded in the sacred writings, speaks conviction to the doubting, hope to the believer, pardon to all. Our limits permit us not to follow him through his beautiful and touching appeal. The morning of that day saw

but a hundred and twenty in all, who acknowledged Christ; the evening beheld three thousand which believed. My brethren, this is the anniversary of that remarkable incident-to-day we commemorate the diffusion of the Holy Spirit; since that time, near twenty centuries have done their work upon this world we live in. What changes, what divisions have there not been? What pleasing, what mournful scenes will not the mirror of remembrance cause to pass in review before us? We then possessed nothing that wore the resemblance of worship, save the rude superstitions our forefathers had transmitted to us; they (I speak of Jewry) believed in and accepted the Messiah; now we, by a happier providence, are permitted to have access to the mercies of the Redeemer, whom, as far as our errors permit, in verity and in truth, we worship and adore; while a religion lords it over

them, which owes all of excellence it possesses to the faith it has defrauded and oppressed for the sins of Judah, these dreadful calamities have befallen it. Let us think of this and be careful, lest haply a like judgment be executed on us. Remember, we are but the wild olive that has been grafted in, because some of the branches of the choice tree have been broken off; if God spared not the natural branches, we must take heed lest he also spare not us. Would we receive the Holy Spirit, we must-there are no other means open to us—we must, in a self-mortifying, self-abasing feeling, continually and unremittingly pray for it. To speak with other tongues is not vouchsafed to us, neither do our necessities require it; but, though we bear not about us these undoubted evidences of authority, still we have something, almost as wide in its operation, almost as varied in its power-we have within

the treasure house of inspiration, the secret of a tongue, which will make us understood wherever we go; which will surround us with every comfort we can desire; our mastery in which, no defect of memory can weaken, no decays of the mind can impair. This universal language is the language of love-love in its purest and holiest sense-sincere, unchanging, Christian love. Would you attain a thorough knowledge of this language, the whole range of literature is not to be traversed; you will have but one book to read, one instructor to regard; the book, the Bible-the instructor, God! Study this precious manual; you know not, you cannot estimate its worth; study it fondly, assiduously, devotedly; but ere you sit down to read it, pray that some portion of that Holy Spirit, which first lighted on the saints upon this Feast of Pentecost, may descend to animate and invigorate you;

pray to God that every day you may understand and feel more and more of this principle of love; neglecting not the chiefest part of all, the truest test of proficiency, to exercise, be you with whomsoever you may, be your thoughts on whatever subject bent, as far as you can, the knowledge you have acquired. Recollect," love worketh no ill to his neighbour :" if you work ill, or think ill, which is the first step to working it, you know but little of the language it is in your power to acquire; study it betimes; think what he declared who gave it to you," Heaven and earth shall pass away, but my words shall not pass away,'

Now to God, &c.